Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

"If my family had money and food, would I still choose to become emperor?"

Before Su Jiahe could speak, Zhu Zhanji answered first.

"Great-grandfather, even Emperor Gaozu of Han had some land, yet he joined the rebel army and conquered the country. You are the destined emperor. No matter what, you will drive out the Tartars and unify the Central Plains."

"Hmm..." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, but thought to himself, if he could go back to the age of seventeen and someone asked him whether he would rather be the emperor or would rather his parents come back to life and have his family have enough food, he would definitely choose the latter.

The small county town was relatively remote, so Su Jiahe only found a small hotel. The few of them rested there for one night and headed to Yingtian the next day.

On the way, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly remembered something.

"Miss Su, a man told me yesterday that the Qing Dynasty died a long time ago. What is this Qing Dynasty?"

"The Qing Dynasty is the dynasty that followed the Ming Dynasty."

"Ah? So, our Ming Dynasty was destroyed by this Qing Dynasty? It was that traitorous minister who founded the Qing Dynasty?"

"To be precise, the Ming Dynasty fell due to a peasant uprising, but the regime was in turn destroyed by the Jianzhou Jurchens, after which the Qing Dynasty was established."

After Su Jiahe finished speaking, the three emperors almost jumped up from their seats at the same time.

"Has China fallen into the hands of barbarians again?" Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were wide open with anger.

"How could a small Jurchen tribe outside the Great Wall actually replace the Ming Dynasty?" Zhu Zhanji couldn't believe it.

However, Zhu Di had learned from Zhu Youjian's memory that the Jianzhou Jurchens had grown stronger and were eyeing the areas within the Great Wall.

"Please rest assured, father. When I return, I will quell the civil unrest and repel the Jurchens."

"Well, if you let the Ming Dynasty fall into the hands of the Jurchens, you will be betraying your ancestors."

After arriving at the station, the first thing Su Jiahe did was to buy three mobile phones from a nearby store and give them to three people.

"Everyone in the future will have this thing. It's very easy to use. You can use it to understand some of the world's affairs."

After being kidnapped, all of Su Jiahe's belongings were taken away, and she needed to buy a new phone.

"So this is what people hold every day." Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly realized.

Under Su Jiahe's guidance, several people quickly learned how to do it.

"This little box is amazing. It can hold everything."

"Great-grandfather, look, we are among them." With the precise push of big data, Zhu Zhanji came across the film and television commentary of "The Glory of the Tang Dynasty".

Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di both came over, wanting to see what they would look like in the eyes of future generations.

"Grandpa, look, this play really brings you to life."

Zhu Zhanji looked at the heroic and awe-inspiring teacher Wang Xueqi, and felt as if he really saw his grandfather in his later years.

Zhu Di on the screen was three parts angry, three parts proud, and four parts self-deprecating as he said, "That little bastard Jianwen wants to reduce the power of the vassal states. He transferred the troops to Shuntian and sent a few petty officials to watch me to see if I'm going to rebel. Hahahaha..."

"I spent years eating pig shit in a pigsty before I finally took over this world."

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Di with complicated eyes.

"He slandered me, he slandered me! I've never eaten pig shit!" Zhu Di suddenly pointed at the screen and shouted, "Come on, kill all ten clans!"

"Alright!" Zhu Yuanzhang held Zhu Di down. "You're not the emperor in the future, so who are you going to execute?"

"I don't want to watch this anymore." Zhu Di quickly swiped past the video, but the next clip was about Zhu Gaoxu's rebellion.

"Zhanji, your second uncle rebelled?" Zhu Di shuddered and forgot to breathe for a moment.

"Grandfather... yes." Zhu Zhanji wanted to hide this matter from Zhu Di, but unexpectedly the TV series spoiled it.

"So what did you do with him?"

"I..." Zhu Zhanji stammered.

"If you hadn't told me, I would have continued watching it myself." Zhu Di took the phone and was about to swipe away the video.

"No, Grandfather," Zhu Zhanji said, holding Zhu Di back, "I originally put my second uncle under house arrest, but he was too arrogant. When I went to visit him, he tripped me and tried to attack me. In a rage, I executed him."

When Zhu Di heard this, his face changed suddenly and he pointed at Zhu Zhanji and was speechless for a long time.

"You...you promised Grandpa not to kill your own family!"

"Are you guys done? I can hear you screaming on the subway!" An old lady turned around and cursed.

"Auntie, I'm sorry. They had some family conflicts and couldn't control them." Su Jiahe apologized quickly.

"What kind of conflict can't be resolved at home? Why are you shouting and arguing in public? I'm about to have a heart attack." Another auntie nearby complained.

Su Jiahe walked over and whispered, "This family conflict is really hard to resolve. The uncle wants to take away his nephew's property and even wants to kill him. Please be understanding."

"Ah?" Several aunts were extremely surprised.

"How can you do this to your uncle?"

"This is a crime of plundering the entire family. It's heartless."

Zhu Di: ...

I didn't know who I was scolding for a moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat aside, looked at the two of them quietly, and sighed.

"Although the Fourth Prince's contributions will be remembered for generations to come, the usurpation of the throne by a vassal king has set a bad example for future generations. If Biao'er were alive, this wouldn't have happened."

After the subway arrived at the station, the group first visited the ruins of the Ming Palace.

There are very few ruins of the Ming Palace, only a stone tablet with the words "Wuchaomen Park" and a few stones left.

"Sixteen generations of Ming Dynasty emperors lived here for nearly three hundred years, and now these are all left." Zhu Yuanzhang sighed.

"Hongwu Emperor, in fact, Ming Taizong Zhu Di moved the capital to Shuntian." Su Jiahe said.

"Great! Moving the capital to Shuntian is exactly what we want." Zhu Yuanzhang nodded. "I just heard someone say that the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum is not far away. Let's go take a look."

"Ah?" Su Jiahe was stunned.

Do emperors like to visit their own graves?

But since they are tourists, we should just obey their orders.

In the height of summer, the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum is lush and green, and bustling with visitors. Entering the gate, one sees four golden characters carved on the vermilion wall: "Governance surpasses the Tang and Song dynasties."

"Oh, how can future generations give me such a high evaluation? I can't bear it." Zhu Yuanzhang said modestly, but his face was actually very happy.

The Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum is very large. After walking through the tunnel for a long time, several people finally arrived in front of an ancient tomb with the words "This mountain is the tomb of Ming Taizu" engraved on it.

Seeing his burial place with his own eyes, Zhu Yuanzhang was neither sad nor happy. He reached out and stroked the rough stone wall.

"Where is the Queen's tomb?"

"Over there." Su Jiahe led a group of people to another grave.

A passing tour guide is explaining to the tourists.

"This is the tomb of Empress Ma. Empress Ma was the most virtuous empress in history. In the 15th year of the Hongwu reign, Empress Ma passed away. Zhu Yuanzhang was deeply saddened and never appointed another empress..."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang stood still.

"Our sister left us so early?"